- I think about Tokelau from time to time
- Those distant specks in the sea
- Unknown by most and loved by a few
- Unique and beautiful and free.
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- And when I think of Tokelau
- And I do know for sure
- That I think about
- All those things you had to endure.
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- When the blackbirders came, they took away
- All the young men to a land far away
- Never to return and forever to yearn
- About home and returning one day.
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- A population so pure became unsure
- Of who they were or were meant to be
- The links with the past broken for all time
- Knowing not what was yours and mine.
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- But the people are proud of themselves
- And who they are
- And Tokelau will always remain
- Their shining star.